Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' To Do

Check it on the one you Com is gonna (X3)
And it out ha.
1:
My do laps around tracks and adapts
to any environment I'm the comma Chameleon
I use to pop a on my blue and gray sting ray
that had mags, that is bitches had Gucci bags
And wasn't rock'n Starters looking harder than
Hoes wore clothes exposed their figures
87 steps in the jam, next the come
fights there would be one, numbers I would get at one
We come to the get with whatever
You wouldn't know how deep we was, we all sit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your brew and step to
The next que, let's do it y'all
That was when mad was tall and was cold
The days of Old and Fun Town as shorties we run round
Play strike till sun down, but the shit ain't as fun now
And the city is all run down, we troop down to Jew
cat down on some gear, have enough for a Polish and car fair
I stare, at what use to be Bubbles and about who use to cop our

(Who?) Our neighborhood figure

I'm out with my crew, ain't to do but ah,
"Niggas be rollin'" - Ol' Dirty Bastard Protect Ya Neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I
"Niggas be rollin'"
Gotta make a take a leak and get some chops cause um
"Niggas be rollin'"
We hit the streets for some brew and some eats cause um
"Niggas be rollin'"
2:
I got more rhymes then the Manor got had style
Since I went to McDowl, boats
And penny yo I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my but now I dribble the rhyme
It's rain drops couldn't make our game stop
will hit from the SAME spot
Jamal had tore my shit down, get down, put your in motion
Only the strong survive, on the 6 or the 5
as hot as sex use to be at the Racket
Ball Club with music by Andre
Or either Beat Box at them country club parties
Would be hot as and house stud would get "Find a body!"
Sawyers I go there, hip hop clubs were so rare
I like the music anyways and it was hoes there
Whitney Young and Kenwood was said to have the best but mostly High Park and V hoes Is who I mess with,
The shit was troopin' to the loop with your positions cutting class to get ass but still go the division
(I remember that) ya mella's crib while his old girl was at work
Bust a spolie on the spread, but sill have some on shirt

3:
I tuned into BMX and taped on the tonemaster
I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get faster
Then HBK was the only station that fuck with rap
You was on the shaw by yourself cats a say up hat
What you you make of it, you was a gump they'd take ya shit
Either fight or break for it, we go to the lake and get
My drink then was and Red Bull
I remember swimming in Avenlon, and peeing in a
I thought I was cool, with my "members only" and a bowl fade, walk to Walgreen to get the sportin pomade, and soft brush,
as we got older we stalk rush and bang fags
Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would
I first got my three way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers, and ain't Chi